The Shieldsman

A story of four young boys growing up in the tower block of flats in Percy Main in North Shields. the story follows them through to adulthood through mischief and lost innocence, love, tragedy, and finally triumph. If you remember what it was like growing up as a child then this story is definitely one for you.


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In the third round of the competition Joe was up first and he was going for 225 kg

This would mean both Alekeyev  and Semerdzhiev would both have to lift 132 kg to be in the lead going into tomorrows Clean and Jerk competition.

Paul Anderson failed at 200 kg and he too would need a massive total to win a medal

So it looked like the Bulgarian, the Russian world champion and Olympic Champion and Joe to battle it out for the Gold medal.

The press wanted to interview Joe but he brushed them aside and went back to the Olympic village called the Pyramid. The rooms were spacious and clean.

Gary Langford his coach made sure that Joe’s food was made to his specification and that all his drinks were pre tested for Illegal substances prior to Joe drinking them. There had been some knobling in the past with other teams trying to get other lifters disqualified so Gary had to be on his toes. He knew that Joe was in a good position to win a medal now and he wasn’t going to jeopardise his chances.

Gary and Joe talked tactics for tomorrows final. He said it would come down to Alekeyev and Joe to battle it out for the gold.

“Joe you have the better technique. Alekeyev is good mind you; but he isn’t the lifter that won the 1972 Games. I know you can beat this guy if you just keep your head and don’t panic.


Joe rang his mother then Bella. “They were all excited Joe; the Percy Main Club stopped the bingo to watch you compete. “ Joe everyone is talking about you it’s fantastic; I love you so much.’

“I will be home soon darling; I promise.”

“Good luck Joe; speak tomorrow.”

Joe went back to his room and picked up his very first copy of Charles Atlas. He looked at the cover and spoke out loud. “Well my friend you and I have come a long way. Tomorrow will be the moment of truth; I won’t let you down.

He read the magazine from cover to cover until sleep got the better of him.


His alarm woke him up at 7am he felt good after having a good massage from his coach.

How are you Gary, asked Joe?

“To be honest Joe I’m a bag of nerves.”

“I don’t feel nervous at all;

It will creep up on you the closer you get to the winning line Joe but you must ride it out and concentrate on your technique that is all that matters. Get the technique right and the bar will fly up. He packed his shorts, his GB singlet, and his socks and weight lifting shoes, and a leather back support. Joe Kimber was ready for the biggest moment of his entire life.


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